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Falling star

From the sky.

See the sign

of the gods.

Banished outcast from the stars

Through the flames he heard the cries

Native people bearing gifts

Welcoming

Bereft of all hope, forsaken, alone

To die here in exile

Primitive people, inferior life

See the golden throne

Rise from the shame, from the ashes reborn

To be the god they desire

Show them your ways and they will learn

Shining god from space

Enslaved the human race

In the days of old

He built those cities gold

Architect

of the future

Kingdom built

of gold and blood

Fist of iron rules the land

Based on teachings of the stars

Symbol rising to the sun

Temples reaching high

A scarred face in the mirror

Behind the mask of gold

Know the clock is ticking

Even gods grow old

Built a strong empire

Now must choose a man

Lead your people forward

Through him you'll live again

Dying god

Leaves his throne

To an heir

Of human blood.

Rise pharaoh rule the land

Be the god in his stead

Native people bearing gifts

Welcoming

Shining god from space

Enslaved the human race

In the days of old

He built those cities gold